I Am A Misanthrope Yet Utterly Benevolent.

I Am A Misanthrope Yet Utterly Benevolent.

To His Sister-in-law: What A Contrast Between Us! You Live A Warm And Glowing Life, Surrounded By Loved Ones Whom You Care For And Who Care For You; You Are Anchored In Contentment. I Drift About Without Rudder Or Compass, A Wreck On The Sea Of Life; I Have No Memories To Cheer Me, No Pleasant Illusions Of The Future To Comfort Me, Or About Me To Satisfy My Vanity. I Have No Family To Furnish The Only Kind Of Survival That Concerns Us, No Friends For The Wholesome Development Of My Affections, Or Enemies For My Malice.

One Can State, Without Exaggeration, That The Observation Of And The Search For Similarities And Differences Are The Basis Of All Human Knowledge.

Good Wishes Alone Will Not Ensure Peace.

Worry Is The Stomach's Worst Poison.